"Your hand, Leo," Valdis clarified, "To rinse the spores off your hand. Once this passes you don't want to reinfect yourself or one of us."

She was less concerned about the impact to herself, she'd survive more easily than Miles or Leo and she definitely didn't want Miles anywhere near a hallucinogen. But she didn't move any closer, suddenly wary of how anything here might be able to affect her. If the crew had interacted with the Death Plane, then even she might be susceptible.

"Did anyone ever teach you two caution?"